Perspective

I have some.



Yesterday was the day from hell starting with multiple doctor's visits and an odd phone call. I was going between boy child's doc appt and mine for a broken icky infected toe. Could I be on emergency kid duty should a problem arise with niece and nephews. Sister-in-law was at the hospital.



Nutshell it: After hours and hours and hours of testing at one of the best hospitals in the world, she has an extremely rare brain aneurysm. And she got a warning sign. In her eye.



I can't even describe what that feels like to find out that one of your best friends--someone who has been your sister for the past 16 years--could die.



So, I'm taking a few days off. She's stable and we are all awaiting the return of her husband who'd been deployed. It will be a good thing for her to go into this surgery with him home. And we've been told her odds are very good.



Now, I am not religious. In fact, I have a large grudge against the God I was brought up to believe in. We don't see eye to eye, the two of us. But I do believe in energy and the power of intention and good thought. I believe, maybe foolishly or otherwise, that even total strangers can hold a positive thought for her and all of us in this family and that it can help.



Last week I was worried that my ass was too fat in vacation pictures and my eyes looked too squinty in that shot and my hair looked funny in that one. I actually cried because someone did not like my book and someone else thought it was just okay.



Like I said--perspective--I have it. My ass is fine, my eyes are fine, my hair is fine. An okay rating or even a bad one is just a fucking opinion and as my mother has said if given enough adult beverages:



Opinions are like assholes...everybody has one.



Right now all that matters in the world to me is my family. All that matters is that a wonderful, (and yes, God fearing church going) mother of three who has given the military her husband more than once and is always, always ALWAYS there to help anyone who needs it...is okay. Heals. Lives. Stays with us for many, many more years.



So if you can spare her a thought and a whisper to whatever energy/Deity/God you believe in, I'd appreciate it.



XOXO

Sommer